Like many of the books I read these days, I first heard of I Capture the Castle (1948) by Dodie Smith from a Cannonball Review (maybe Malin’s?). And I’m so glad I read it. It reminded me of a book with a big chunk of Anne of Green Gables mixed with a little Pride and Prejudice. It’s amazing that this book has just been sitting around, available, for over sixty years, and I had no idea. It’s similar to how I felt when I first read Pride and Prejudice my freshman year of college: Why didn’t anyone tell me how good this was? [although nothing can quite compare to Pride and Prejudice]. This is a book I probably would have enjoyed even more in high school.